It is a dangerous thing to cherish too closely...
And far more dangerous to disregard.
The hope for this world is fading...
The belief in the next grows stronger.
One fuels the other.
I will not stand in a posture of apathy.
I will rage.
I will burn.
I will discover.
Every part of me...
And find His intricate design in the details.
Who I am has always been in question.
The pendulum swings and the end draws near.
It may appear far away...
But I feel it... knocking at my door.
I welcome it...
Knowing truly that there is no end but one of my own design.
In the meantime, there are chapters that close.
In a chronicle I am honored to author.
Choices can change the trajectory... but the story was already written...
Long before my first breath was taken.
Yours faithfully,
Qavah.
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